A Gold-Lipped Valentine

Alec rested on one arm to watch the flames reflect on CJ’s body, slowly mapping their dance with his fingers as his hardness was pressed against her hip. Her nipples were swollen and quivering with each breath and shone a honey color in the firelight.

Then it hit him! HONEY -- the color of the pearls he had fought the worst blizzard in 10 years to bring to her!!

Lifting his arm past her and around a pillow, Alec brought the tissue-wrapped bouquet of ivory roses with the vining pearls and gently placed them at the sweet apex of her legs. Raising her head, CJ’s choked surprise was enough to make everything he had gone through to get home worthwhile. Looking more closely she reached toward her moist flesh where the roses nestled and slipped her finger under a loose portion of the snared pearl strand. The golden-lipped hue of the large pearls against the creamy roses all but made them invisible until she saw them shimmering in the firelight against her tanned skin.

CJ gently began pulling the pearls from the roses, drawing some of the petals from the blossoms out of the bouquet. Alec watched mesmerized as the golden-lipped pearls and pale petals spread themselves along that delicate body. He reached for more of the blooms and began to scatter the blossom fragments around and on her. Then he lightly took the pearls and began weaving them into her hair to trail down her neck and toward her breasts.

On this night of ritualized love, CJ was his Queen Mab and he would worship her! The remaining roses found themselves scattered on the rug and reflected in the brandy glasses. Alec positioned himself over CJ’s body as her delicate arms reached for his neck. He took the golden pearls from her hair and then ran them between her lips, watching that delicate pink tongue flicking moisture on the honeyed globes passing by. Alec’s hand spanned her rib cage and his thumb and small fingers played with her nipples as he pulled the textured string along to tease the small peaks more. Shivering more erect, CJ’s nipples responded to the combination of the touch of his hand and the touch of the pearls as never before.

Moving farther down her form, Alec gently lifted her slender leg to make room between them. And then he requested of her the most erotic thing man ever said to woman, “Darling, open your legs for me.” At that CJ’s breath faltered as her legs left unguarded her heat and delicate lips.

Gathering the pearls in his hand as he nestled into her, Alec proceeded to double the strand and pull the sun-hued baubles along either side of her clitoris. And then to tease all along her vulva with the same action as on her nipples earlier. Fingers playing her sensitive flesh, the beads did their work, bringing her pleasure and causing her hips to rotate on the floor. When each bead completed its task, Alec slipped the gems into her as if he was hiding treasure in a cave. As the last few globes were buried, CJ’s clitoris was as hard, large and gold as if one of the pearls had been left behind.

Alec inserted first one finger and then two into the cave to find the treasure and to retrieve it in rhythm with the actions of his tongue and mouth. His tongue stroked from top to bottom all along CJ’s labia, inhaling her scent and then her flesh into his mouth, sucking her sweet juice into himself. The swirling of the pearls with his fingers, the broad stroking of his tongue along her slit began to generate more sweetness from her; so much that his mouth overflowed. Everything was fluid and slippery just like the exotic golden-lipped oysters that created the pearls.

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